My playmate...My walking-buddy...my first friend...my best friend. Sydney has been my doggy-best-friend since I was two months old. But, last Monday, her owner had to put her to sleep. She getting old, and her owner thought it was the best thing to do. My best friend is gone now and I didn't even get to say goodbye. I love you Sydney, and you'll be in my thoughts & prayers every night for the rest of my life. It was so sudden, and now I have to walk down the street alone everyday..We love you!

- I'm feeling...:
depressed

